The Mirror of Possessed

It won’t tell what you’re the most, certainly not the least

It shows that you’re a beast,

It won’t respond to mirror, mirror on the wall

As it stands tall in the darkest of halls,

You won’t see what you wish to be

But the demons you’re scared to let free,

It won’t transport you to another world

Where an opposite reality could have unfurled,

You might think you’re fine

But here the stars don’t align,

You’ll decay

That’s the only way,

You won’t ever be at rest

It’s The Mirror of Possessed.

©TCOS

I had this idea, I really hope it translates.

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